Chapter 21: Green Bamboo Breeze Sword
The next day, Luo Diandian made all preparations early.
So she planned to go to Jianfeng first, clean up, and then meet the three idiots.
As I was flying up the mountain, I suddenly saw a familiar figure.
Luo nodded, squinted his eyes and took a closer look, huh?
Isn’t this our heroine?
I saw Chu Yi standing gracefully, sweeping the fallen leaves on the steps with a broom, her movements graceful and calm.
The breeze blew gently, ruffling her hair, which was as smooth as satin and shimmered with a soft luster in the sunlight.
The high ponytail is quite chivalrous.
As expected of the heroine, she is so graceful even when sweeping the floor.
Luo Diandian sighed in his heart.
etc......
Something seems wrong.
Isn't that her job??!
Luo Diandian's mind twitched, and he suddenly realized this matter, feeling very strange.
The heroine is so nice that she actually helps her clean?
With curiosity, Yu Jian landed next to Chu Yi.
"Why are you sweeping the floor here? Why are you doing my work?"
Luo Diandian walked closer and expressed the doubts in his mind.
Chu Yi was originally sweeping the floor attentively. Seeing Luo Diandian coming, he stopped and answered after a moment's hesitation.
"Master told me to do this."
Big brother called?
Luo Diandian's expression was odd. What was going on? Were the two of them having a fight?
After thinking for a moment, he suppressed the corners of his mouth that were raised and answered in a serious tone.
"Oh...then you sweep it, I'll go upstairs."
But I kept laughing in my heart.
Looking at Chu Yi who was working hard to sweep the floor, although he didn't know what was wrong with his brother.
But...this...is really spicy!
This is a good thing!
Now I finally don’t have to do so much work!
Hehehehe, then, lady, just keep working hard! ! Be diligent! Persevere!
Luo Diandian hummed a song all the way up the mountain, feeling very happy. All she had to do was clean it up.
Looking at Luo Diandian's back, Chu Yi couldn't help but tighten the broom in his hand.
......
Arrive at the summit.
From a distance, you can see a big Buddha sitting on a stone bench with his eyes closed.
No, isn't this person very idle?
Luo Diandian touched his chin and a question mark popped up in his head?
Why does it seem like he does nothing every day, just meditating on the sword peak or resting under a tree?
He looks like a retired cadre with very free time.
"Master."
Luo Diandian said hello.
Lu Wuhui opened his eyes.
Although her gossipy spirit about him and the heroine was burning in her heart, she didn't dare to ask directly.
I had to clean up quietly.
Looking at the floor that was swept every day, she felt that the floor was almost bald.
Not long after, looking at the ground that couldn't be any newer, Luo nodded with satisfaction.
He took out a small wooden sword from his backpack and prepared to start practicing the sword skills taught by the old man in class.
I don’t know when I can have a storage bag. I’m so annoyed by running around with these things all day!
"It seems like this..."
Luo Diandian took out the small wooden sword and pondered for a moment.
He danced a little awkwardly, swinging the sword up and down, his movements were not smooth, and every swing of the sword was accompanied by an uncoordinated shaking of the body.
His steps were sometimes staggering and too heavy, raising dust on the ground, but he could never find the knack, and his sword was always a beat late.
It can be described as an octogenarian woman dancing wildly on the street.
"...Are you practicing swordplay?"
Lu Wuhui, who was standing by, saw Luo Diandian swinging a small wooden sword, and couldn't help but ask in confusion.
Upon hearing this, Luo Diandian stopped what she was doing and looked at Lu Wuhui who was sitting under a tree not far away.
The other party was looking at him with an indescribable expression.
Luo Diandian:?
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
That's right, praise me now! Master, I am such a diligent and studious disciple.
Is it because of my admirable hard work that the master has also developed an interest in my talent?
I wouldn't mind if you just transfer me to be an entry-level disciple!
Luo Diandian smiled in his heart and couldn't help but fantasize.
"Nothing."
Lu Wuhui just responded indifferently, and the next moment he shifted his gaze, as if he didn't want to watch any longer for even a second.
Luo Diandian: ...
The entire space was shattered, along with the petrified Luo Diandian.
Duck doesn't have to be so real, can't you let me fool myself for a bit? How can you say such cold words?
Luo Diandian was so angry that she was jumping up and down. If the person opposite her wasn't the head of the Sword Sect, she would have already started cursing! !
With a slightly resentful look in her eyes, Luo Diandian couldn't help but shudder when she met Lu Wuhui's eyes, which were as deep as a cold pond.
Forget it, she is magnanimous and won't bother with such a troublemaker! !
￣へ￣
However, based on the principle of asking when you don't understand, Luo Diandian thought it would be a good opportunity to ask his elder brother to teach him a few things.
So he came to Lu Wuhui with a smile on his face and holding the small wooden sword, like a lackey.
Lu Wuhui raised his eyelids slightly, his eyes were calm, as if he had already anticipated what was going to happen next.
"Master, please give me some guidance, considering I cleaned the summit so well today!"
“Please!”
Luo's eyes were full of stars and anticipation.
*(())*
"The Qingfeng Sword is simple and easy to understand. Just comprehend it yourself."
Lu Wuhui frowned.
If you can't even comprehend such a simple sword technique, how can you become an entry-level disciple?
What Lu Wuhui didn't know was.
This set of sword techniques was extremely simple for him, thanks to his natural talent for swordsmanship.
But for ordinary beginners, it is still extremely difficult to practice.
The old man who was in charge of teaching the menial disciples only taught the first move of the Qingfeng Sword.
"Okay..."
After all, he is not your master, so you can't ask others to do anything.
If you don’t teach me, just learn it yourself!
Luo Diandian was discouraged and prepared to go back with his sword in his arms.
Lu Wuhui looked at Luo Diandian, who had a look of disappointment on her face, and for some unknown reason he fell silent.
“…”
"Just this once."
Luo Diandian immediately turned around and presented the small wooden sword with both hands. The sadness on his face instantly swept away, and he smiled happily.
"Thank you for your guidance, Master."
Lu Wuhui: ...
The man looked at Luo Diandian with a happy face and sighed softly, so what.
With a light flick of the finger, a branch of the tree was in the hand.
"The Qingfeng Sword is a simplified version of the Cuizhu Qingfeng Sword."
"Swordsmanship is like the swaying of green bamboo and the gentle breeze. Although it appears gentle, it actually hides a sharp edge, capable of defeating the enemy without even realizing it."
It was the first time that Luo Diandian heard Lu Wuhui talk so many words at once. He was usually a taciturn person.
He spoke softly and slowly, his voice like the gurgling of mountain water, very pleasant to the ear.
So Luo Diandian's attention was quickly attracted.
Lu Wuhui looked at Luo Diandian, whose eyes were empty, with his brows slightly furrowed and his tone serious.
"concentrate."
Luo Diandian came back to her senses and looked at Lu Wuhui's figure.
The man stood steadily, and the several-foot-long branch in his hand was moved along with his body, drawing perfect trajectories in the air. His movements were light and powerful, and every swing of the sword was so precise.
As his movements quickened, the man's figure was submerged in the dazzling and dense sword light, appearing and disappearing, as gentle as the breeze, yet as tenacious as the green bamboo.
It profoundly explains what it means to be soft on the outside and strong on the inside.
With the combination of gentle and firm force, the smoke and dust dissipated, leaving several deep cut marks on the ground.
The branch in Lu Wuhui's hand turned into powder and scattered in the wind the moment the move ended.
Luo Diandian on the side was already stunned.
This is completely different from the sword technique that old man demonstrated! If this hit someone, they would have been dead!
Luo Diandian was a little hesitant and doubted herself for the first time. Is this what she learned in class?
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